June 2010
1 post
December 2009
7 posts
November 2009
14 posts
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indimathias:
i haven’t been on tumblr in so long. It’s 1.11 AM on sunday and im pretty tired. i have to work tomorrow and all i can think about is the shit thats going on, like the bad shit. i really just want to get out of the country, soo soo so bad. to just try and forget about everything that went on, it’s funny though cause i do it to myself, like im slightly torturing myself. i don’t get...
i think that trees are the most beautiful things.
your Like having a song stuck in my head, But not a good song, Your like having that one little annoying line of words from a really crap song, That no matter what I do, I cant get it out of my head. But who said Crap annoying little lines arent beautiful.
soldmylove:
so i handed out resume’s and it wasn’t as bad as i originally anticipated. It was actually good. I am just tired of hanging around with myself.
savanah i am also starting to dislike my own company, we must hang out this holidays. glad your resume handing out went well.
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want Where you can always find me We’ll have Halloween on Christmas And in the night we’ll wish this never ends
dear ellen
twothousandthings:
yes, it is perfectly okay. i almost completely forgot about the whole awards thing. i spent my afternoon sleepily watching SBS, and the news in several different languages. do you know how frustrating it is when the speaker is in english, but the chinese translator talks over the top of him? very.
yes zac i could imagine how annoying that would be. i know need to go study...
Down on your hands and knees Underneath the poplar trees Down in the sticks and stones Looking for store bought bones Baby I’m the rising sun Clutching at your holstered gun Baby I’m a shooting star I’m looking wherever you are Looking through a telescope Maybe there’s a sign of hope Leaving everything behind Discovering your store bought mind Sending everything to the sea...
October 2009
4 posts
“People don’t realize this, but loneliness is underrated.”
September 2009
18 posts
i feel so much relief. With 120 songs, 4 cups of coffee, 2 milos, 1 bowl of dry ceral, and extrealy sore neck, i have managed to finish my history report. All i have to do now is a bibliography.
“It’s a bridesmaid’s dress. Someone loved it intensely
for one day, then tossed...”
i have that nervous feeling, or that feeling that i have done something wrong in the pit of my stomach. one of those feelings you get on the first day of a new job, or that feeling you get before you ae about to confront someone.
My heart a chest of drawers
thebirdandthestone:
-ellendawn:
1. Red drawer Sophia Loren’s breasts netted behind wet cotton. Klaus Kinski’s Dracula and the raw lust of unglamour. The inflamed joints where my spine becomes skull. When I watch the late news, I feel impotent. The tide of my blood still rushes forward when I call you.
2. Orange drawer Fruit peel left on the table top: a hollow planet collapsing inwards. We...
My heart a chest of drawers
1. Red drawer Sophia Loren’s breasts netted behind wet cotton. Klaus Kinski’s Dracula and the raw lust of unglamour. The inflamed joints where my spine becomes skull. When I watch the late news, I feel impotent. The tide of my blood still rushes forward when I call you.
2. Orange drawer Fruit peel left on the table top: a hollow planet collapsing inwards. We danced the merengue to the radio on...
Art,
I will not be satisfied till my art teacher actually looks at my work and seems impressed.
City
I decided after spending my weekened in brisbane, im going to move to the city the first chance i get. I actually really dislike noosa.
Someone
I would like to meet someone new. Someone who doesnt give me that look when i speak my mind, someone that is wordly and watches the news just because they want to know what is happening , Someone what loves the the busy city, someone who finds history interesting, someone who likes to read, someone who enjoys photography and appreciates art, someone who wearrs what they want , someone who shares...
August 2009
36 posts
to get anywhere, first find yourself
(via thebirdandthestone)
how exciting
thebirdandthestone:
i have just been deep in thought, and due to leap years, the earths orbit, etc, etc, my birthday could have been a week ago, or another week in the future. how old do we really live to if everything changes, even the things we relied on so steadily?